This Damned Thirst for Survival - Chapter 223

The fatalist quietly waited for Jiang Luo to leave.

But after a few seconds, nothing happened. Instead, Jiang Luo grabbed his arm backhand with a smile, making it impossible for the fatalist to escape.

“Fate,” he pretended to be surprised, “Why didn’t I leave?”

The Fate Man frowned and lowered his head.

The red mole on Jiang Luo’s left hand has been erased by him. This red mole is the connection between the two Jiang Luos.

But why did he disconnect, but Jiang Luo didn’t leave?

Doubts flashed in the eyes of the fatalist.

But the next second, a sharp pain came from his chest, interrupting his doubts. A pale and slender ghost hand went **** through the chest of the fatalist, and the ghost hand was corroded by the blood of the fatalist and turned into bones.

The cold breath approached from behind, and the evil spirit stood blankly behind the Fate, the shadow shrouded, “Who are you going to send away, Fate?”

The spirit of the evil spirit is terrible, as if to swallow everything. The Fate Man opened his mouth, and gulps of blood spurted from his mouth. Every drop of blood dripped on the hands of the evil spirits, and white smoke would be hot.

Chi You drew his hand hard, and the Fate Man was thrown to the ground by him. He didn’t look at the fatalist, but immediately raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Luo.

The strength in the evil spirit’s hand was so great that it almost crushed Jiang Luo’s hand bones. Jiang Luo knew that what the Fate Man had just done hit Chi You’s inverse scale. For the current evil spirits, Jiang Luo’s departure is the only possibility to completely anger him and make him crazy.

Jiang Luo barely hesitated, and held him backhand. He looked straight at Chi You’s gloomy eyes, and said categorically, “He can’t send me away. There is a soul-locking chain wrapped around my soul. The soul-locking chain is the twin weapon of the ecstasy chain in the hands of Bai Wuchang, who wants Doing tricks on my soul will only lead to nothing.”

At this time, Jiang Luo extremely thanked Seror and Heiwuchang, and thanked his soul for being unique enough to be entangled in the soul chain.

He couldn’t imagine what the world would become if he really returned to his own world, what would Chi You become like.

The evil spirit was soothed by Jiang Luo’s determined eyes, and his expression slowly became calm.

It was not the time to speak, Jiang Luo squeezed Chi You’s hand. Stepped to the side of the fatal man.

The white-haired false **** lay quietly on the ground.

A big hole was pierced in his chest, and blood ran all over the ground, staining the dark yellow soil into an unknown crimson.

The expression of the fatalist stayed on the last consternation, he did not expect Chi You to come out of this sudden. The snow-colored eyes of the Fate Man were wide open, and the white brows and eyelashes were stained with blood.

The fate…seems to be dead.

Jiang Luo couldn’t believe that he would die so easily. He knew the importance of “mending a knife”, and without a word, he took a knife in the heart of the fatalist.

The Fate Man was motionless like the most ordinary corpse, Jiang Luo reached out to the Fate Man’s snort, no longer breathing.

Jiang Luo explored the aorta at the neck of the fatalist again.

The aorta is calm and not beating.

The scene was silent, all the noisy sounds disappeared, and even the sound of birds and birds disappeared. Everyone was watching Jiang Luo’s actions, and they were waiting for the result of Jiang Luo’s trial with bated breath.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, and later realized ecstasy rushed to his heart. He turned his head and looked at the crowd, his smile grew bigger and bigger unconsciously, “He’s dead.”

“The fatalist is dead.”

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds, and then shouted loudly to vent the pain and anger of joy and liberation. Liao Si was completely paralyzed on the ground, his chest rising and falling, a little breathless. As he coughed, he happily said to the cockerel, “Cockerel, the destiny is dead, he is finally dead, I can get a new body!”

The flower raccoon slowly calmed down the severe pain on his body. He turned his head to look at the body of the fatalist with a pale face, and the corners of his mouth were raised freely, “Good death!”

Ge Wuchen, who hates the Fate person more than the two of them, burst into tears. He held Ge Zhu nervously, and kept stroking Ge Zhu’s cheek and hair. His fingers trembled, sorrow and joy mixed, “Ge Zhu, the Fate person is dead,” You cannot die, you must not die!”

Ge Zhu opened his lips, feeling a drop of hot tears falling on his face, his eyes kept turning gray.

Hearing this, Jiang Luo immediately got up and said to Ge Wuchen: “Hurry up and send Ge Zhu to Seror, and let Seror ask God to heal him!”

Suddenly, Ge Wuchen rushed to the mountain with Ge Zhu staggered in his arms, walking in a hurry.

Jiang Luo got up, summoned Chenlong, and let Chenlong fly to the top of the mountain with Ge Wuchen and Ge Zhu. Chenlong sprayed his nose unwillingly, and flew towards Ge Wuchen reluctantly.

After doing this, Jiang Luo looked at the dead man’s corpse with complicated eyes, then turned to Chi You and said, “Can you swallow his soul?”

In this fantasy world, Jiang Luo wanted to completely eliminate the possibility of destined beings becoming ghosts.

Chi You looked bored, “I will try with ghost patterns.”

Although the ghost pattern is the evil spirit of the fatalist, it has long been tamed by Chi You. Even if the destiny dies, the ghost pattern will not disappear.

But after Chi You jumped off Longquan, the ghost pattern was almost washed away by Longquan. Jiang Luo worried whether Chi You’s ghost patterns could still be used.

After a while, the color faded a lot, and the ghost patterns that became smaller and weaker crawled onto the back of Chi You’s hand.

Jiang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, then looked back at Ji Yaozi and Feng Li, and couldn’t help but wonder.

How could these two people be on the mountain of Jokhang Temple?

But he and Chi You just killed their father, and they were too embarrassed to ask now. They simply pretended not to see them, and continued to talk to Chi You.

“His prediction has come true,” Jiang Luo said, “You killed him.”

In the name of “destiny”, the fatalist still didn’t get out of fate after all. If he hadn’t made a prediction for himself at the beginning, this ending is likely to be different again.

destiny.

This thing is too mysterious.

Chi You just raised his lips and was about to answer, but his smile sank.

Jiang Luo keenly noticed the change in his expression, “What’s the matter?”

A cloudy cloud floated in Chi You’s eyebrows, “The curse on my body has not disappeared.”

Jiang Luo was taken aback.

The Fate Man once placed a curse on the Chi family’s direct line that “cannot harm the collateral line”. If the Fate Man dies, it stands to reason that this curse should disappear.

If it does not disappear, there is only one answer…

Jiang Luo and Chi You looked at the Fate Man together, “The Fate Man is not dead yet?!”

He cursed anxiously, “But he obviously doesn’t breathe anymore.”

Chi You looked at the fatalist deeply, thoughtfully.

Jiang Luo walked around hurriedly and began to wonder about himself. Could it be that he had misunderstood the words of Heiwuchang?

“Bigan digs his heart, Bigan digs his heart… Lu meets the vegetable woman… People will die if they don’t have the heart…”

What exactly does that mean?

Jiang Luo had a headache when he thought about it, and Chi You suddenly asked, “If people don’t want to, they will die?”

Jiang Luo Jiang Hei Wuchang told Chi You what he had told him.

Chi You also thought of Bigan’s digging, and quickly thought of the fatal man’s guarding Ji Yaozi’s body, and he looked at Ji Yaozi meaningfully.

Jiang Luo followed his eyes and met Ji Yaozi, who was shocked.

“Feng Li is regarded as his next body by the fatalists, so Ji Yazi is likely to be his heart container,” the evil spirit said leisurely, “Ji Yazi, what do you think.”

Ji Yaozi had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two of them, and when he heard the phrase “people will die without their intentions”, he had vaguely expected. After Chi You finished saying this, his heart sank to the bottom.

His lips flicked for a moment, and he couldn’t say a word to refute.

The subconscious mind told him that Chi You was right.

His heart is the heart of a fateful man.

All the fog will clearly disperse here, revealing the hideous and ugly original features.

Why can’t he find traces of his mother’s life? Because his memory of his mother is false, he does not have a mother, he is just a heart container for the fatalist.

Why did the Fate take him with him when he ran away from home? Why did the Fate send so many shikigami to protect him… Everything has already revealed the truth from the minutiae.

Ji Yaozi should have felt resentful and fearful, but after he confirmed this fact, there was nothing but desolation.

He knows how to refine tools because the destined can also refine tools. His instinctive fear and obedience to the destiny is also because of this heart.

But why let him have his own ideas and consciousness?

Ji Yaozi thought a lot at this moment, but he didn’t seem to think about anything. He suddenly gave a wry smile, “I think you are right.”

Feng Li suddenly stepped closer behind him, raising his hand to press Ji Yaozi’s shoulder.

Ji Yaozi only thought that Feng Li was comforting him. He smiled blankly, his expression gradually clear, and his tone was melancholy, “Since my heart is the heart of a fatalist, then take my heart out.” . If it’s a little later, I’m not sure I’ll become the next fatalist.”

Jiang Luo: “Lao Ji…”

After saying this, Ji Yaozi unexpectedly felt the ease he had never had before. He interrupted Jiang Luo’s words with a smile, instead of the low-key image of the past, he laughed happily, “Jiang Luo, you kid It fits my temper! You may not know, I always envy you in my heart! Speaking of it, I really have a relationship with you. I practiced your yin and yang ring. I taught you how to use it. Later, I taught you somehow. Used spiritism…Speaking of which, I am qualified to be your master.”

Jiang Luo said directly and neatly: “Master.”

His name is Feng Li, “Mr.”, but now he is called “Master” willingly.

Ji Yaozi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, he let out a loud “hey”, then smiled back and joked with Feng Li: “I didn’t rob your apprentice!”

Feng Li looked at him in silence.

Ji Yaozi turned his head happily, and continued to say to Jiang Luo: “Whether you want to teach others about spiritism depends on your mood, but if you want to teach, you have to keep your eyes open and take a good look at that person. What’s your character? Don’t teach the master to starve to death. I believe in your vision. After I die, you can sell the funeral shop directly. The funeral shop is depressed. Young people don’t touch it.”

Jiang Luo was a little speechless for a moment. He rolled his apple a few times and said in a low voice, “Okay.”

Ji Yaozi had never talked so much with other people.

He has lived for forty years and has been alone. The first half of my life was not happy, I never felt relaxed mentally, and even always depressed and dull, like an underpass where I couldn’t see the sun. Because he doesn’t agree with the theory of fatalistic man, but he has been helping the evildoer. This makes Ji Yaozi feel like an accomplice, so he feels very guilty for Chi You.

But today, he can finally be who he is, and can do what he should do for Chi You and everyone.

The former inaction and sin seemed to be washed away at this moment, Ji Yaozi straightened his chest and looked at the few people present. He didn’t want Chi You to kill him, because he didn’t want Chi You to kill him again. So turned his head to face Feng Li, “Feng Tianshi, come and see me all the way.”

Feng Li nodded silently and put his hand on his chest.

Heavenly masters are humans, so it is reasonable to say that they cannot pass through Ji Yaozi’s chest with bare hands. But Ji Yaozi didn’t realize this was wrong. He closed his eyes, trembling lips a few times, glanced at the sky, then at the lush tree canopy, and finally at the mountain road yellow ground.

He said invisiblely and authentically: “It’s a pity, it’s not a sunny day today.”

Ji Yaozi closed his eyes, “Heavenly Master, come on.”

Feng Li’s eyes flashed hollow, his palms pierced Ji Yaozi’s skin and flesh with his palms, and he held the vibrant heart.

The evil spirit closed his eyes and gave Feng Li the last hint: pinch it off.

Feng Li squeezed his hands abruptly.

Ji Yaozi’s eyes flipped sharply, and his breath fell silently. At the moment Ji Yaozi’s heart was pinched, Chi You felt that the curse wrapped around him was gone.

The fatalist is completely dead.

The clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the sun flooded the earth. It was a step late, revealing the sunny day after being covered by dark clouds.